A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.
Blow the candle out, I don't need to see what my thoughts look like.
Inability, human incapacity, is the only boundary to an art.
An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
Man's highest duty is to protect animals from cruelty.
There are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet. One becomes a craftsman.